From that point in time,
When I grasped a pen and a paper,
The transmission began,
Of which no soul could fathom.

Lately I realized, that is my hiding place.

Since you gained your wings,
They now refer you as my past,
Yet you are forever present,
In my heart, In my thoughts
And in our frozen reminiscences
Of which each glance Stir the pool of Bethesda,
within my eyes, every time.

It is another day,
still learning to catch a breath,
yet I feel out of oxygen


I stopped counting the hours,
days, even the months
What's the point?

As time keep dashing,
like a midnight train,
yet the sky still pours,
Whenever and wherever.

I pushed myself to the mirror
Yet we looked at each other
With no recognition...

is when the pain within my wounds
deepens,
yet I choose nor death neither life,

I just aspire to be OKAY!

Dearest Bubblegum,
I chewed you while sweet,
Till tasteless and of no use,
Spit you out as far away as possible

Then life returned the favor,
Of treating me kind until comfortable,
Yet threw me into the Lion's den...
How bittersweet!

I STAYED ON THE LINE
AS YOUR VOICE WENT  STILL AS THE NIGHT

LOOKED UP IN THE SKY
TO WATCH YOU TRANSITION
TO THE THEE OTHER SIDE

YET I BLINKED TWICE
AND IT RAINED ON ME